A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
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Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
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His parents give him love and affection
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To keep him strong moving in the right direction
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Living just enough, just enough for the city...ee ha!
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His father works some days for fourteen hours
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And you can bet he barely makes a dollar
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His mother goes to scrub the floors for many
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And you'd best believe she hardly gets a penny
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Living just enough, just enough for the city... yeah!
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His sister's black but she is sho'nuff pretty
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Her skirt is short but Lord her legs are sturdy
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To walk to school she's got to get up early
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Her clothes are old but never are they dirty
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Living just enough, just enough for the city...um hum
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Her brother's smart he's got more sense than many
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His patience's long but soon he won't have any
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To find a job is like a haystack needle
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Cause where he lives they don't use black people
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Living just enough, just enough for the city...
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Living just enough...
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For the city... ooh, ooh
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Living just enough...
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For the city... ooh, ooh
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Living just enough...
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For the city... ooh, ooh
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Living just enough...
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For the city... ooh, ooh
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Living just enough...
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For the city... ooh, ooh
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Living just enough...
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For the city... ooh, ooh
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¨Ο Stevie Wonder
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Livin' For the City
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| Jonny Lang |
